Ten.Five Hundred & Twenty-Six
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What day is it? Sunday. Oh, yes. Okay.
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I let myself sleep in but it leads to anxiety about the to-do list for today. I need to go grocery shopping but I still need to make a meal plan for the week. But I also don’t know what this week is going to look like with this new job stuff. I’ll keep it simple.
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I think I’m recording a message to her but look down and see that I accidentally stopped it 10 minutes ago. Is it a sign? Or should I jus re-record myself?
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He keeps asking me if I am finding what I need.
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The fog is still hanging low and there is a bright gray hue over everything. What grapes could they possibly be growing here? They all look head trained so most likely Zinfandel? The colors of the leaves are breathtaking.
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Second store. Still slowly walking up and down the aisles. My eyes begin to swell with tears. I can’t find anything that I’m looking for. At least not a the price that I want to pay for it. Nothing feels familiar. I’ve been gone almost two hours already. They are tears of frustration. I’ll eventually figure it out.
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Sometimes the feelings just leak out when you least expect it.
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Two cups of tea and a long nap.
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Salmon, risotto, asparagus. No one seems to be as hungry as I am.
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Nervous. Is “nervous” the same thing as “scared”? I’ll be okay.